Part 1
My whole point in relaying that story was so that I could let you guys know what I was feeling. After the responsible party left, Jlee was in the back cooling off, and Shad had half-followed him there. I met him nearby and stood by the door to the back room. After a moment, I slipped back further to find Jlee.
"Brother?"... a muffled response answered me through the door. "Can I get you anything?"
"No."
"Alright."
In a few moments, Shad went in there and spoke with him for a while, and all I could do was sit on the floor outside the door. My heart was so moved in anger against that man and his friend, and in love for the Lees and Shad's family, but mostly for the Lees at the moment. I wanted to reach out to him and let him know how I felt; that I felt the same way as him. I know what's going on, and I know what people are putting out for us to have our freedom and for others to have their freedom. I know what it is taking to get our people back on our side of the pond, but I don't talk about it. It's not that I don't care; by no means! It's just that some people have their different ways of dealing with things than others, and for some stranger to bust into our circle and start telling us that we weren't supportive and treating us like some ignorant hippies... well, that was just ... infuriating!
I had mentioned in a post a couple before this one that there were three people I cared about, well the number just increased again, and I just want to say that strange things are still going on, because I have a love for them that I would put my life on the line for their honor. Is this the kind of love that we were made for?
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